Chapter 15 Katarina
I bit my tongue and wondered what the hell I was doing here. The ball had ended hours ago. Guests were gone, the staff was cleaning up, and I had retired to my room for a shower and bed.
But I wasn’t standing outside my room right now.
No, I was sneaking through the hallway beneath the grand stairway in a silk set of tiny pajamas wondering if I should take Dorian up on his offer for a nightcap.
My need for him had quickly outweighed any rational thought, even though I suspected taking things to the next level with him would change the dynamics of the house.
If I chose Dorian, what would Aiden do? Having two men pleasure me as they did earlier was something I couldn’t get out of my mind.
And something I would certainly love to happen again.
But it wouldn’t be fair to Aiden if I didn’t make a choice.
And right now, my instincts and my libido were craving Dorian’s touch.
Just one night with him.
Then I would get a handle on my sex drive and not create tension with these men.
It had been way too long since I’d been able to let my guard down with a guy. I’d been too afraid that I’d end up with another dead body by my side. So, if I could let all of my desires free for one night, I would be able to tamp them back down again.
Yeah, just one night would get it out of my system.
I tiptoed a little bit closer to Dorian’s door and then jumped when the phone in my hand buzzed with a message. Covering my mouth to help slow my breathing, I pressed myself against the wall and unlocked the screen. It was Dorian.
Where are you?
Should I tell him the truth or try to sneak back upstairs? In the hallway.
I can smell you standing outside.
Really? I smiled even though I shouldn’t. That’s creepy.
There was a long pause and I feared he may not have realized I was joking when he finally replied. Come on Kitty Cat. Don’t be afraid of the Big Bad Wolf. I promise I won’t bite.
Oh, good lord. I could picture him right now standing in the doorway beckoning me inside. Promising to do things to me that I didn’t even know I wanted. I swallowed hard and then wrote back.
What if…what if I want you to?
The door to his room slammed open and I sucked in a breath as his perfectly chiseled body was on full display.
The only piece of clothing he wore now was a pair of boxer briefs and they did nothing to hide his massive arousal.
His hair hung freely around his face and just above his shoulders, damp from a shower and showing just a hint of curl as it dried.
Golden eyes narrowed on me, and a smirk slowly grew on his lips.
“It’s not a good idea to tease me like that.” The deep tenor in his voice, along with the desire oozing from it, made me instantly wet. Dorian sniffed the air, sucked in a deep breath, and closed his eyes for a moment. “Fuck. We want you so bad right now.”
“We?” I asked, taking a step closer to him.
“Me and the wolf. We want to fuck you senseless and then claim you all to ourselves.”
Biting my lips, I squeezed my thighs shut to help negate the pulsing need burning through my core. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” I breathed.
Dorian pushed both arms against the threshold and leaned forward like he had to physically stop himself from leaving the room. “Kitty Cat, there is nothing wrong with you,” he growled.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” I admitted.
“I’m flattered.”
With a smile, I added, “But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m invincible.”
“Do you really want me?”
He dropped his arms and took a step into the hallway. The way he moved reminded me of how Grim stalks a rabbit—slow and seductive so the rabbit never sees it coming. “I want you so bad it hurts.” He glanced down at his erection and lifted a brow. “See?”
I giggled and moved closer. Only a few feet separated us now. “I feel like I need you to fuck me senseless.” Licking my lips, I stared at him. “Like I won’t be able to sleep until you do.”
He groaned and closed the distance between us.
One second I was standing there doing my best to seduce the man, and the next, he’d thrown me over his shoulder and pulled me into his room.
He kicked the door closed and snapped the lock in place.
Then his hand squeezed my ass and slapped it one time before he threw me down on his king-size bed.
I bounced on the mattress and scooted toward the center far enough that I could set my feet on top. Leaning back on my elbows, I spread my knees and showed Dorian that I wasn’t wearing anything underneath the silk shorts. I loved how his gaze devoured every inch of my skin.
“You're wearing too many clothes,” he growled, and another wave of desire pulsed between my legs. I sat up and pulled off the silk camisole top. My breasts fell free and my nipples instantly hardened with the cool air. And when Dorian started to touch himself, I couldn’t control the sexual beast that took over me.
I slid the shorts off my legs so that I had nothing between me and the air and the man standing across from me with his dick in his hand.
Pushing up to my knees, I spread my legs enough to keep my balance and let Dorian take all of me in with his ravenous eyes.
And he certainly did with a slow gaze that covered every inch of my body.
Goosebumps exploded all over my skin and I swear I saw a peek of his wolf in his eyes as he continued to slowly stroke himself.
“You’re wet,” he growled.
I ran two fingers through my folds, hitting my nub and causing me to flinch with how turned on I was now. “I am.”
He moaned again and then pulled his boxers down. As he stepped out of them and sauntered closer to me, he grinned. “Do that again.” It was barely a whisper, desire so deep in his throat that I shivered in anticipation.
Obeying his command, I used my whole hand and started rubbing my sex.
With the other, I squeezed my breast and imagined it was Dorian’s fingers pinching my nipples and bringing me to climax.
It wasn’t going to take much to send me over the edge.
I was so aroused that Dorian was watching me touch myself that I didn’t want to stop until I had my release.
Rubbing faster and faster, I started breathing heavily as I felt the first tingle of an orgasm coming to the surface. I kept closing my eyes, too enthralled with the sensations, but Dorian quickly put a stop to that.
“Not yet, Kitty Cat. Don’t go yet.”
“But I’m so close,” I breathed, fingers moving in little circles to hit the perfect spot.
Dorian jumped forward and pulled my hands away.
Before I even had a chance to voice my complaint, he’d flipped me over onto all fours and buried his head between my legs.
I cried out in surprise as his tongue licked my swollen sex and traveled up between my cheeks.
He pressed his nose into my folds and sucked in a deep breath of air.
“Fuck, I need to taste you again,” he groaned.
His large hand pressed down on my back, and I lowered the top of my body so that my hips were high in the air and totally available to Dorian.
He licked and lapped and growled as he devoured my sex.
His tongue circled my clit just a few times before I burst with pleasure.
The scruff from his goatee danced along my inner thighs as I came, his fingers sliding in and out with each wave.
I buried my head into his fluffy comforter and let out a scream. He chuckled while he extended my orgasm. “That will not be the only scream I hear tonight.”
I couldn’t even speak when I felt him crawl up onto the bed and wrap his arm around my hips. “Are you ready for me, Katarina?”
“Yes, Dorian. Please, I need to feel you inside.”
I was so slick his tip slid in with no friction at all. But when he slowly pressed all his length inside, I gasped in pleasure and a little pain at how wide he stretched me. After only a moment, the ache subsided, and I squeezed my muscles around his cock telling him that he needed to give me more.
He laughed and slapped my ass. “I’m in control now, Kitty Cat.” His fingers dug into my hip bones as he guided me over him. In this position, he was reaching so far inside, I instantly identified another place where he could elicit sheer pleasure. And it felt magnificent.
Slapping his hips into mine, we quickly found a rhythm that pleasured us both. I already knew another orgasm was coming and I reached back to grab his wrist. “Dorian,” I breathed. “You feel so good.”
He growled again and leaned forward to grab my shoulders.
“Sit up,” he demanded as he continued to push inside.
I obeyed and sucked in a quick breath when he shifted himself so that he was standing on the floor again and I was sinking back into him…
and right on his giant cock. In this position, he wrapped one arm across my breast while the other hand closed gently around my throat.
As he pumped slowly inside me, he breathed in my ear.
“My wolf wants to claim you,” he said, sending shivers down my skin.
“What does that mean?” I asked while I enjoyed the feel of his dick pressing so deep inside in this position. His balls rubbed against my opening each time he lowered me, and that sensation had me begging for another climax.
“I want to bite you.”
My nipples tingled at the thought, and I pulled my arms behind me so I could wrap them around his narrow hips and defined ass. Melting into him, I tilted my head to the side and exposed my neck. “I’m all yours, Dorian.”
He pumped into me hard several more times, and as I burst with another orgasm, I felt his teeth dig into my shoulder.
I twitched with release and that extra surge of pain from his bite had me screaming his name.
He spilled into me, holding onto my skin with his teeth as he came.
Grasping my hips tight against him as we allowed the waves to progress, I realized I’d never felt closer to anyone in my life.
When we were both finished, Dorian took all my body weight in his arms and kissed the side of my neck. “Holy shit,” he breathed against my skin.
“Yeah,” I agreed with a laugh.
He continued to kiss my shoulders and my arms and any place he could reach my skin with his lips. As I leaned back against him and enjoyed the sensation of his touch, I felt his cock move inside. “Again already?”
“Definitely again,” he said.
I used my muscles to squeeze him tight and then pulsated as I felt his length grow inside. Giggling, I crawled forward on all fours, forcing him to pull out of me. With a jerk of my chin, I said, “Get over here.”
He laughed and climbed back on the bed. “Where do you want me?”
With a smile, I pointed to the pillows and pushed him down on his back.
His cock glistened in the limited light in the room and was standing at full attention by the time I climbed on top.
Wrapping my hand around his length, I lifted my hips in time with the strokes, using my thumb to caress my clit while I played with him.
The sensation had me moaning again in no time.
Dorian tucked his hands behind his head and grinned as he watched. My sexual appetite had not yet been satiated and for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why. Then again, I wasn’t really trying too hard to solve that problem.
After all, I had no doubt Dorian would be willing to fuck me all night long if I asked him to.
Dorian’s cock twitched in my hand as I stroked, hardening and moving each time I caressed the sensitive tip. He grinned and reached forward to he could grab my hips. “You look so fucking hot when you play with yourself.”
I flicked my clit again and felt the moisture pool between my legs.
“Yeah, but I want more.” With a quick adjustment, I lowered my sex onto him, his dick so hard and me so wet that it glided right inside.
The stretch felt wonderful against my already swollen core.
I closed my eyes and lifted my chin to the ceiling, taking him all inside and cherishing every sensation.
Dorian held my hips while I rode him. He let me control the pace even though I felt his fingers dig in as his climax neared.
And when I bent forward slightly so all of him rubbed up against me, the orgasm came so fast I couldn’t breathe.
Dorian bucked his hips, lifting me off the bed and spilling his hot seed into me again.
I collapsed against him when the waves of pleasure finally came to an end. He was still inside, and I marveled at how well we seemed to fit together. Brushing his hand across my back and through my hair, Dorian’s heart slowed with mine eventually following.
“Thank you,” I whispered, finally feeling like a little bit of the sharp edge of need had been filed down.
His chest bounced with laughter. “I think I’m the one that should be thanking you.”
I closed my eyes and listened to the thumping of his heart. The perfect rhythm quickly lulling me into a trance. The last thing I remembered him saying was something about me being his mate before the sleep I so desperately needed finally claimed my soul.